It's almost summer, the school is about to end. But for Osei Kokote, thirteen, son of a Ghanaian diplomat, is the first day in a new institute, in the umpteenth city in which he is surrounded by unknown faces. This time his companions are just white kids. And when Osei puts foot in the courtyard, that morning, with the students all in a row, waiting for the bell to be started at the lessons, for a moment to move the air are only the whispered questions at half mouth and widespread glances. For him lucky he will soon find an atlea in Dee, the most popular school of the school, the blonde that everyone would like as a friend. The complicity between them is immediate: a feeling that is born and grows suddenly, so intense as to rise in flight as a globe of light on a day equal to others, but at the same time a feeling too clean and crystal clear to avoid invidie and malicious reactions . Tracy Chevalier, a teacher of historical narration, has chosen to set up a new Othello in the America of the seventies, within the courtyard of a peripheral school of Washington DC, where the kids get engaged at the interval and leave themselves at the time of lunch. Where their gestures and games already leave to transperse the insidious prejudices of adults. Everything, in this tragic novel takes place over a single day. That seems little, but it is not, to tell like jealousy, the prevarications and betrayal can comfortably regret a group of friends and leave us, at the end of the afternoon, still incredulous and frightened.